Chapter 202: Stop giving me buffs
Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment, put the ghost down again, and opened the door.
This time, the person standing outside the door was Ryūmoto Natsue.
Jiang Xia looked at what Xia Jiang was holding and found that she was also holding some food. This time it was a pile of cookies, which were roughly shaped and looked handmade, and were packed in a transparent bag.
"I originally made this for Xiao Wu, but now...just consider it as an apology for him."
With a pair of red eyes from crying, Ryomoto Natsue stuffed the biscuits into Jiang Xia's arms:
"I heard from Sonoko that you are a famous detective. I, I still don't want to believe that Xiao Wu is the murderer. If possible, I hope you can help find the truth..."
She wiped away her tears and ran away crying again.
Jiang Xia silently glanced at the bag of cookies and flicked away the tears hanging on it.
After closing the door, Jiang Xia wanted to put the biscuits on the table as usual. But when he turned around, there was no place to put them on the small table.
He had to put three dinner plates and a bunch of snacks together and finally made room for the cookies.
Just as I put down the biscuits, there was another series of knocks on the door behind me.
Jiang Xia: “…”
He glanced down at the parent ghosts.
The ghosts looked back at him innocently and gave him a Q-version thumbs-up, as if praising him for being good at making friends.
Jiang Xia sighed with mixed feelings, retracted his gaze, walked to the door, opened it a crack, and looked out quietly.
The ones who came this time were Hattori Heiji and Conan.
The two men were chewing on a bag of compressed biscuits - this was the emergency food they had found in the corner during their investigation.
After the door opened, Conan handed a packet to Jiang Xia. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of rice.
The two hungry detectives were startled, their eyes fell on the table behind Jiang Xia, their expressions suddenly became a little complicated.
After a moment, Conan withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened and cleared his throat: "Well, we want to ask about the handkerchief. Before leaving the restaurant, did you pay attention to the bottom of the table? Also..."
The two asked some questions, secretly guessed why Jiang Xia was not in good shape today, and then left with a lot of information.
…
Jiang Xia returned to the room and looked at the door silently.
After waiting for a while and confirming that no one came to knock on the door again, he breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head again, and looked at the ghosts of his parents hanging on him.
As a psychic who has signed a contract with ghosts, Jiang Xia can be sure that this ghost has only one skill - fire prevention.
There are no extra skills like "inspiring maternal love".
Since the problem is not with the skills, maybe they can have a certain impact on the aura - this kind of synthetic ghost is very rare even in the world of psychics, and it may have some strange effects...
Jiang Xia studied it for a while but didn't understand it.
So I decided to ask directly: "Did you add a buff to me without my permission?"
The parent ghosts looked at Jiang Xia with a bewildered look on their faces.
Jiang Xia thought about it and changed the question: "Under what circumstances do you consume more murderous energy?"
The parent ghosts looked at each other and thought hard.
After more than ten seconds, the two ghosts let go of Jiang Xia's legs and slowly floated to the side.
Jiang Xia felt the difference carefully, and was suddenly startled, vaguely understanding something.
——When you come into contact with the ghosts of your parents, the amount of murderous energy you consume will subtly increase.
Jiang Xia: “…”
No wonder he always felt that his parents' ghosts consumed more murderous energy than other ghosts. Before, he thought that it was because there were more ghosts and the two of them together consumed more than other ghosts.
I didn’t expect it had nothing to do with appetite, it was just that the parents’ ghosts were secretly releasing a passive aura.
Jiang Xia looked at the ghosts of his parents floating beside him and poked them: "Can you control it? If it keeps like this, it will affect my judgment."
(End of this chapter)
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